After returning to his room in the underground area of the Divine Colosseum, Max finally allowed himself to rest, using the quiet and isolation to focus inward rather than on the chaos of the arena above.
Most of his ti was spent idly manipulating his mana while interacting with the Divine Essence drifting through the air, experinting with the way the two energies responded to each other and testing small ideas that ca to his mind as he grew more familiar with this new environnt.
Through his concentration from the previous day, Max had co to a clear realization that Divine Essence was far more powerful than the mana he had relied on until now.
The difference between them felt imnse, almost as if mana was nothing more than water being used as fuel when compared to sothing vastly more potent like liquid hydrogen, and that understanding only strengthened his desire to break through beyond the peak of Divine Rank as soon as possible.
The idea of converting his energy into sothing closer to Divine Essence filled him with anticipation, because he knew that true ascension could only begin once that transformation was complete.
However, after spending two full days within the Divine Colosseum, Max began to notice a harsh and unsettling truth. Not once had he seen a single ascendant who had gone beyond the peak of Divine Rank.
At first, he wondered whether they simply had not yet broken through, but as ti passed, a more troubling possibility erged in his mind, which was that perhaps they could not break through at all. From what he had observed, many of the veterans here had lived for years within the Divine Colosseum, and yet they were all still stuck at the sa peak level, never once stepping into the realm beyond Divine Rank.
It was not an isolated case either, because everyone he encountered seed bound by the sa invisible ceiling.
This made Max question whether advancing beyond Divine Rank was inherently difficult, or whether there was so crucial requirent needed for that breakthrough which simply did not exist for slaves trapped within the Divine Colosseum.
The thought lingered in his mind, because if such a restriction truly existed, then remaining here for too long would only hinder his growth rather than help it.
"Anyway, I should level up as soon as I have enough energy to devour," Max muttered quietly, his resolve firming as he leaned back slightly. "But first, I need to gain my freedom."
With that thought settled, he turned his attention back to the Divine Essence in the air, once again playing with it carefully as he searched for new insights and possibilities hidden within its flow.
Just like that, the remainder of the day slipped by for Max without much incident, and before he realized it, the ti for rest had ended once more.
When the morning of the third day arrived, Max made his way to the side of the arena along with the other ascendants, only to be greeted by a sight that imdiately told him how much things had changed.
The crowd gathered in the Divine Colosseum was as large as it had been the previous day, if not even larger, and the mont Max ca into view, the spectators erupted into cheers, shouts, and thunderous chants that shook the stands.
The excitent spiraled into pure chaos the instant he stepped closer to the arena, as if his re presence had beco enough to ignite the entire colosseum.
Max let out a quiet sigh when he saw the scene unfolding before him, because even now, he found the reaction excessive.
"Ladies and gentlen, let us begin with the first battle of Max Morgan," the announcer declared, his voice echoing throughout the Divine Colosseum with practiced enthusiasm. As expected, his words triggered another massive eruption from the crowd, their excitent surging yet again, but just as the announcer was about to continue, Max raised his voice and interrupted him.
"I have a proposal to make," Max said calmly.
At those words, the Divine Colosseum fell into complete silence, as if soone had suddenly muted the world itself. Thousands upon thousands of eyes turned toward Max at the sa ti, all of them filled with curiosity and anticipation, because everyone instinctively knew that whatever he was about to say would not be ordinary.
"What proposal?" the announcer asked, his curiosity clear as he looked at Max.
Max smiled lightly before speaking again, his voice carrying clearly across the arena. "I would like to fight all three of my opponents from today's battles, along with the final tenth opponent, at the sa ti. I request that you arrange this for ."
For a brief mont, no one reacted at all, as if the words had not fully registered in their minds. Then, the shock hit everyone at once, and the Divine Colosseum was plunged into a pin drop silence so profound that it felt unreal.
In the very next heartbeat, that silence shattered violently as the crowd erupted into absolute madness, their roars of disbelief and excitent crashing together as the hype reached a level far beyond anything seen in the colosseum before.
"What? Max wants to fight the last four opponents at the sa ti? This is madness, this has never happened before in the history of the Divine Colosseum," soone shouted at the top of their lungs as they sprang to their feet, their voice cracking under the weight of sheer disbelief.
"Are we really about to witness sothing this unbelievable, or am I dreaming right now," another spectator yelled, clutching their head as if trying to keep their thoughts from spilling out, their eyes locked onto Max with burning excitent and fear mixed together.
"I am excited, I am really excited, please make it happen, I beg you to make it happen," a man scread hysterically, his fists pumping into the air as his entire body trembled with anticipation, no longer caring about anything else happening in the world.
"This is insane, fighting four battles at once including the final opponent, this is not confidence anymore, this is absolute domination," soone roared, their voice drowned for a mont before rising again with even greater intensity.
"Hahaha, today will be carved into history, I knew coming here was the right decision," another voice cried out, filled with manic laughter as people around them began shouting uncontrollably.
"Let him do it, let him do it right now, if Max wins this then even the Grim Gladiator will not feel untouchable anymore," a spectator bellowed, their words igniting even greater chaos among the crowd.
The Divine Colosseum descended into complete pandemonium as thousands of voices collided at once, people screaming, laughing, shouting, and stomping so hard that the entire structure trembled, because in that mont, reason vanished entirely and only one thought remained in every mind present, which was that they were standing on the edge of witnessing sothing that would be rembered as legend.
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